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Death from Above
The force of the eruption was so great that Balor fell onto his back. The ground was trembling as if a behemoth was walking across Third Earth. The sound of the ground trembling was right against Balor's ear! It was like having a drum drummed right against his ear!
The entire archives were shaking. The place was crashing down around him! The water from the pond splashed onto him! Was he to be crushed or drowned?
Then the ground split apart! Balor quickly jumped to the other side. He then looked up as a cloud of ash and burning rock started to come down from the volcano.
Kawdor was going to be buried completely! That's why no one could ever find this place. The volcano had entirely buried the city!
This was a disaster and Balor was stuck in the middle of it! He had to forget about being hungry. If he didn't get out of here quick he'd be dead! Once Balor got out of the archives it had gotten dark. A cloud black as obsidian was covering the sun.
This seemed apocalyptic! No wonder those gossiping old women were so convinced the world was coming to an end. How could this situation get any worse?
Then the ground started to quake even harder. This caused pieces of the ceilings of the buildings to come crashing down. It was worse if the building had a window!
That was how it could have gotten worse.
Balor quickly took cover beneath a cart. With all of this failing rock he could have gotten a head injury! What was he to do? He couldn't stay here beneath the cart and wait for the dust cloud to get him!
Balor looked down at the vest Makbeth had given him. That gave him an idea! He took off the vest, turned it into a turban and then placed it on his hand. Now he was ready to go out there!
And with that Balor ran out into the dark, burning streets. It was a life or death choice and Balor chose life!